Random musings from a "rabid" reader. The title comes from my admiration of John Updike and his Rabbit Angstrom series.When I read a review of a book I have not read, I only read enough to get a general idea of the content. If it sounds interesting, I make a note of the review, read the book, and only then do I go back and read the review completely. I intend these short musings to convey that spirit and idea to the readers of "RabbitReader."
--Chiron

Saturday, May 30, 2015

The Mockingbird Next Door: Life with Harper Lee by Marja Mills

Reading Marja Mills’
memoir of her brief time spent with Nelle Harper Lee has much in common with mining
for gold.The successful prospector must
sift through tons of dross to acquire a few nuggets of gold.I expected much, much more insight into the
author of the great, iconic novel, To
Kill a Mockingbird.Instead I got a
load of information I found irrelevant, uninteresting, and completely lacking
in insight to Harper Lee.

Our book club read
the Charles J. Shields’ unauthorized biography of Nelle Lee, Mockingbird: A Portrait of Harper Lee a few
years ago.We all thoroughly enjoyed the
tantalizingly brief insights into her life.Lee is widely known as unwilling to give interviews, speak at public
functions, or sign copies of her book.A
first edition of TKAM runs to nearly
$40,000.Had Mills’ book not appeared on
my club’s reading list, I would have imitated the writer Helene Hanff, who
threw a book against the wall, which disappointed her.

Marja Mills was a
reporter for The Chicago Tribune.The Chicago Public Library had chosen To Kill a Mockingbird as the first
selection for the “One Book, One Chicago” reading program.Mills’ editor asked her to travel to Monroeville,
Alabama, and see if she could find enough information about the reclusive
Harper Lee for a long feature story.

Mills wrote to
Nelle’s sister, Alice, and politely asked if she could meet with her.Alice, and later Nelle, began meeting with
Mills, and a friendship gradually emerged.Mills later moved into the house next door to Alice and Nelle.The three women shared many of their daily
routines.Sounds great, right?No.

The first thing that
annoyed me was the insertion of Mills into the story.I detest “new journalism” – ironically
pioneered by Truman Capote a close friend of Harper’s when they were children.Harper assisted Capote in researching his
best selling work, In Cold Blood.Lee detested “new journalism” – according to
Mills in the early pages of the memoir.The Lee sisters were always gracious and patient with Mills and gave her
a unique insight into the lives of the two sisters.The least Mills could have done was remove
the tons of dross cluttering up this memoir.

Only available photo of Marja Mills

Secondly, I found the
repetitious nature of her writing highly annoying.After a couple of mentions, I began counting
how many times Mills told the reader A.C. Lee – Nelle and Alice’s father – was
the model for Atticus Finch.I counted
five times.I also found her teasing very
off-putting.She would begin a story,
then suddenly drop it, as though she was told that particular story was off the
record.She also mentioned a secret
fishing hole the sisters enjoyed, but after mentioning how hard it was to find,
she gave detailed directions to the spot.Topping this list of complaints were a couple of chapters devoted solely
to Mills personal situation, with only a mention she had to cancel a trip for
coffee to a local fast-food restaurant.

Mills could have
easily written a biography of Alice Lee, who played an important roll in the
life of Nelle and in the friendship Mills was able to develop.At more than 90 years of age, she continued
to work as a lawyer in Monroeville.

My only hope is that
Marja Mills has gathered enough information for a complete and authorized
biography of Harper Lee, which was given to her on the proviso that the book
not be published until after her death.For all these reasons, Nelle and Alice each get a star for their charm,
politeness, and hospitality toward Mills, so that helps Mockingbird Next Door reach 3 stars.